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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/arnaux6 on 2025-02-13 16:33:11+00:00.

So, I work in an office where I’m usually alone, just vibingg, pretending to be productive. My manager? Never comes in. Like, once a week at best.

Which is why I felt 100% safe unleashing the most ungodly, bowel churning fart of my life. Silent, but DEADLY… the kind of fart that could knock a grown man unconscious.

The second it left my body, I knew I had fed up. I could taste it. I was sitting in my own crime scene, marinating in shame, when

The door swings open.

It’s him. The manager… And he walks RIGHT into my biological attack.

The man physically recoils. He flinches. His face goes from neutral to pure, unfiltered horror. His eyes dart around like he’s trying to locate the dead raccoon that must be rotting under my desk.

He sniffs.

I see the exact moment his soul leaves his body. He stares at me like I just slapped his ancestors. I panic and pretend I’m deep in thought, but I’m just staring at my screen, praying to every god that he won’t say anything.

He asked me if everything was ok. Obviously not but i responded; “Yes im good, but im a little sick”. I was so speechless i did not know what to say… he responded; “yes its the time for the year”. Pretending he did not smell anything lol.

TL;DR today i fucked up by gassing out my manager at the office.